Motamuti noitar moton suitcase hobe....Komoler tinta, Mariar tinta ar amar tinita. E ek beshal lat-bohor. E shob niye egaroi may ural debo akasher nilimai. Tarpor kono ekdin shat sumudrer deshe giye nambo. Nutun desh, nutun abash.
Orchona, tumi nishchoi jante chaibe kothai ei shat sumudrer desh? Bolbo..ami tomakei shob khule bolbo Orchona.
Tarahura korte giye joruri ekta kagoj hariye felechi. Kal abar khujbo.
Ekhon na ghumalei nai. Malaysiar ghorite rat barotar ghonti porlo.
Malaysiar shobai ke daoat korechi aaj. Oder niye boshbo, tarpor golpo gujob.
Musa-Badoler kono email dekhlam na aaj.
Komol giye shosthai chul katalo Jusco theke. Chul katbar por bar bar amar drishti akorshon korbar cheshta korchilo o. Komol chachchilo ami kichu boli chul kata niya.
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